345 Quotes by J.M. Darhower

I think, if he did it, it was just desperation. Because looking at her, I know she’s my yellow. She’s the happiness inside of me.

This man and those hands... he doesn’t play fair. At all. He presses buttons he’s got no business pressing.

I know I should let you go, should let you walk away from me right now, but I can’t do it. I can’t. I’m selfish, and I’m in love with you, and I want nothing more than to keep you for myself.

Don’t know what?” “Why?” “Why what?” “Why me?” He stares at me for a moment. “Why not you?

This wasn’t lust. It was something else, something greater. This wasn’t want; this was need, more so than she had ever felt before. It was despair, a drowning man desperate for air, a starving man scrounging for scraps to sustain him. He clung to her, like he held on for dear life, afraid of drifting away. No, not lust. This was love. And.

I have a word problem for you.” “I’m listening” “If Naz forgoes sleep, and Karissa gets naked, how many orgasms can he give her before sun up?

We don’t ask questions when they fall, Serah. You know that. We just say goodbye and walk away.

You had me,” she whispered, cheeks flushing at the reminder. “I did,” he agreed. “But the past isn’t what matters. I live in the present, Genna. I live in the now. I had you, yeah, but what I want is to have you.

They say when seeking revenge, dig two graves, one for you and one for them.